Ever since Chloe got away from me while still attached to the pee-pee leash, she has been terrified of it.
Wait, let me clarify.
She is only afraid of the pee-pee leash if I’m holding the other end.
In an attempt to get her unafraid of me holding the pee-pee leash, I have been taking her outside and forcing her to just be there while I hold onto the other end.
At first, she would just cower and run as far away from me as the leash would allow.
The more often I have been doing it, the more comfortable she has become.
That is until I had the girl bring out the camera so I could take pictures of the mommy and daddy birds that are crapping living on my front porch.
Then she was all…. get me out of here. Psycho woman is at it again.
And I kept snapping pictures.
And she was all…maybe if I look at the door really hard she might get the idea I want to go in.
And I was all…if you want to continue to eat the kibble I put in your dish, then you’ll sit still and let me take your picture.
Kibble? Did you say kibble?
And we came to an understanding.